Loyalty Lisa Scottoline Novels & Stories

Lisa rolled down the window, her eyes red and puffed. "What?" Hunter flashed her a dimpled smile. "Hello ma'am. Would you be so kind as to show me the way to Lyn Corporation?" ****************** Lisa was having one of the worst days in her life. It was not just about the fact that someone had gotten to Leo Morris, or about the violent way he was murdered. She didn't care about the bastard. He deserved whatever he got. Lisa was affected because she was now convinced the elimination list was no joke.

Lisa approached to greet him, her voice pinched to sound more appealing: "I'm so happy to see you here." Scott didn’t even glance at Lisa, treating her as if she were thin air, and walked straight toward me. Lisa stood frozen in awkwardness, her expression unnatural. Fuming, she sidled over to another girl and whispered, "If I knew Scott would be here, I wouldn’t have stuck with Justin." The other girl gasped, staring at the complaining Lisa. "Is Mr. McFarland easy to chase? Us ordinary girls shouldn’t daydream." Lisa fell silent, her eyes filled with resentment.

Rhea Morreti, the female lead and the daughter of a Sicilian gang member; was meant to be a silent spy and was planted in the Vitale family to dismantle them from within, under the guise of an arranged marriage with Adriano Vitale, the son of a rival gang leader. But when her own brother, Dante, exposes her to further his own agenda, she becomes the scapegoat for a war she never planned to fight alone. Marked for execution, she barely escapes with her life—only to return stronger, deadlier, and carrying a secret that could shake the very foundation of their world. Even though Adriano Vitale never wanted the marriage, he didn’t want Rhea dead, especially since they had fallen for each other.

Back then, the estate had no surveillance; that night, only Elena and I were together. No one knew what happened that night. Except me. The footage continued to play. After a bout of chasing and playing, we stopped in front of an ancient statue of the Virgin Mary. At that time, my eyes were clear. I took out a dagger without hesitation and cut my finger. Blood dripped onto the Bible. With the most devout faith, I swore the blood oath that only core Mafia members would swear: "I, Ivy, swear to the Holy Mother, to remain forever loyal to the Family, to forever protect Alexander and Elena... If I break this oath, may my soul fall into purgatory forever..."

I didn’t smoke, but I took it anyway. We stood in silence, the wind tangling through our hair. “You ever think we lost this war before it started?” she asked. “All the time.” “Think we were stupid to believe we could rewrite the rules?” “Maybe.” She took a drag. “But then I remember why we started.” I looked at her. “Why did you start?” She exhaled slowly. “Because I wanted to believe loyalty could still mean something.” I nodded, swallowing the lump in my throat. “Do you still believe it?”

Latoya raised a brow at her. " I can hear you,” Latoya said and the lady in question sent her an amused look. " You were meant to. Pardon my manners; I'm Lisa, one of the few reasons you're still alive,” she said to me, and I flashed her a smile. " And I am grateful for that. What drink do you fancy? I wanted to give you a rare bottle of scotch, but I think your opinion matters here,” I said to her, and her eyes flashed in delight before she turned to look at my mate.

Ursa’s culture was built on loyalty-- to the nation, to family… to lovers. Ursa finally glanced over at her husband. That was her person now. Her loyalty, her appreciation… her love, it was all for him now. Soon, though, that love would be tested.

But all of a sudden the opportunity just came running to her ,plus a huge amount of cash What the what!! A sweet dream come true . " Alright , you have my loyalty, but on one condition" Lisa said adjusting her siting position " I want the honour of killing that bitch myself on that day " . Lisa uttered with the puriest hatred from her heart He instantly looked at her and smiled , taking the bottle of wine from the table ,he poured part of it's content in his glass , filling it half way before dropping the bottle back on the table while she waited patiently for his reply.

At this moment, the Creative Century pack once again sent me a summons to their territory... "During the High Council Awards, when they thought Riley Knox would be the one to claim the alpha-luna status, they did everything they could to cut ties with us. Now that the bed-climbing stench has faded from your name, they’ve suddenly found their loyalty again. How can they be so spineless?" Lisa looked at the scroll in front of her, her lip curling in a snarl of pure disgust.

Dark veins crept up her body, and dulled her features. Her eyes flickered to me, a silent message and trust behind that stare. There was no fear, no regrets, just a silent request that I knew all too well. A small smile settled on her lips before, like a stone, she broke apart. A scream tore through the silence. It wasn't mine. It was feminine. It was Lilith. The pain in her voice pulled tears in my eyes. Just like that, Loretta was gone. One minute, she was handling the fight, saving my weak, pathetic ass and the next, she had turned to dust.